Panic and agony hands in
the cold airas we're heading towards our destinyThe figurehead is going down towards the black endnever to be seen again
crossing the seven seasClashing waves are our tragic requiemsince the maiden voyage was the last to be

The golden flagship
of the fleetis heading for its deepest grave

Royal galley lost at seaOoooh oooohDown in the deep, resent in
peaceOoooh ooooh